EX-WIFE REVENGE: HE WANTS ME BACK! のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

BIANCA’S POVI had called Darren to follow me, along with the guild members. If we happened to meet Alessandro’s trigger-happy brother, Darren would be too distracting for him to interrupt the brutal conversation I was about to have with Alessandro. I debated calling Charlie, but I didn’t know if Leo was going to be there.The waiting room was elaborate, far more than necessary. This was my first time visiting this house; we were always at his smaller, more modest building. But this was the Moretti equivalent of the White House. If he wasn’t here, there was nowhere else I knew to search.There were many more employees milling about, and we were let in without having to wait. Someone must have known I was coming because they asked for my name and sent me on my way.“That is a gorgeous garden,” Darren exclaimed, his hand going to his mouth in awe of the sheer opulence.I had lived with Matteo for a long time; he believed in extravagance, and our home was extravagant, but it couldn’t com

DARREN’S POVI had to admit, when Bianca asked me to come along with her to see Alessandro in his main Moretti house, I had been extremely reluctant.I still hadn’t called or reached out to Giovanni in any form. I didn’t know if it was nerves or just the fact that he had held a gun to Bianca the first moment he saw her, but I wasn’t exactly sure I wanted anything to do with someone so aggressive.However, Bianca’s stupid ex-husband had defamed her all over social media, and I absolutely didn’t want my best friend to head over to her boyfriend alone with his disappearing act. She needed emotional support. I suspected that the real reason she wanted me to follow her was so she could monitor me to prevent me from letting it leak that half of Matteo’s businesses were a money laundering front.She was too damn nice—that was why people tried to pull silly strings. Linda was coming over to Italy soon, and I would summon the rest of our friend group. We had a bastard with the Ricci last name

BIANCA’S POVMemory loss? What had he done to lead to memory loss?“How did you lose your memory?” I asked, my expression guarded. I wasn’t sure what was going on again, but it was beginning to look like Alessandro wasn’t the man I thought he was.“According to Leo, a building fell on me,” he said casually as if that were something that happened to regular people all the time. Worry permeated me, and I turned to look at him closely, searching for any visible injuries.They were there—small scrapes and cuts on his head and the rest of his body that I hadn’t seen before. They were minute in size but plentiful in number, as though one had moved their phone screen against a rough piece of rock.“When?! How? What happened?” I asked, stopping beside a giant, gorgeous tree with purple and red flowers. We had walked a small distance from the entrance, but I could still see it. This garden truly was ethereal. Almost as ethereal as Alessandro himself. He looked so casual, and we were walking th

ALESSANDRO’S POVGetting used to being with Bianca was far too easy for me. I responded to her touch and her voice without even thinking about it. And when my body gave me time to think about it, I always held myself back from smiling, wondering how I could have forgotten what led to us being so intimate.It had been a week since Bianca came over to the Villa, and I would be meeting Luca again later in the evening. I had gotten the staff to prepare what Bianca said he liked, and on the whole, life was going pretty well.The only person that seemed as happy as I felt was Giovanni. Frankly, he was getting on my nerves. I supposed he thought he was too grown for Spain, but if he continued, I would find a way to ship him off.According to Bianca, Giovanni and her friend Darren had literally only met once before they decided to get down together. I didn’t know what kind of cruel joke life was trying to play on me, but making my brother so cool that he got his crush the second time he met h

LUCA’S POVMommy had told me that Daddy was sick and couldn’t remember all the times we’d hung out together. I was super worried, but she told me he would get better if we hung out again. She said he was still the same Alessandro, but I knew I couldn’t call him Daddy until he felt better, so I wouldn’t scare him away.I was super nervous about what to wear. Mommy dressed me up most times, and she said I looked cute no matter what I was wearing, even if it was a silly yellow raincoat, so I could not trust Mommy’s opinion.Uncle Darren wasn’t here yet, and I didn’t want to bother him while he was still dressing up. What if that made his fashion disappear? I couldn’t risk it. I really wanted to impress Daddy so he would want to be my Daddy again forever as he promised.Daddy and I used to talk a lot about important business. One time, he asked me if my dinosaurs were different from real evil dinosaurs that ate humans, and I told him no. Later, I thought about it too hard until I became s